Chapter 211 Mobilization Release

In the early morning, the sun just peeked out from the clouds, and golden light sprinkled on the streets of Queens in Thunder City.

People living on this street have never gotten up so early.

At this moment, not only did they get out of bed early, but they also lined up neatly at the door of the "Red Leaf" tea shop, as if they were here to work.

The tea shop is not open yet.

Looking at the closed door, people were whispering and talking to each other, exchanging expressions of excitement and hunger on their faces.

"Anyone ready to sell? No need to wait for an order, let's go directly to the bank to trade! I can offer 10 gold coins per share! What do you think? Yesterday, the price dropped to 1 gold coin. Think about it, this opportunity doesn't come often!"

A well-dressed gentleman raised his arms and shouted loudly to the excited crowd, but no one paid any attention to him even though he shouted at the top of his lungs.

Instead of paying any attention to him, people looked at him with mockery, as if they were a clown seeking to attract attention.

Not everyone got wind of it.

But since they are all standing here, they have obviously heard some news.

The well-dressed gentleman shouted for a while, but seeing that no one paid attention to him, he finally withdrew his raised hand in disappointment.

Finally, the door of the tea shop opened, and when the clerk in a red vest climbed onto a high stool, the crowd rushed to the counter like sharks smelling blood.

"A cup of black tea! No sugar, no tea leaves, just pour me a glass of water! Hurry up! Don't dawdle!"

"Get out of the way! I was here first!"

"I'm paying! Please write it down for me first! 10 gold coins per share, 100 shares, pay the bill!"

"I'm the same as him! I'm buying one hundred shares, 11 gold coins per share!"

"I'll give you 12 gold coins!"

"12?! Are you crazy? Don't forget that this thing dropped to 1 gold coin yesterday!"

“13!!!”

"Calm down! Don't get excited! There are already enough buy orders on the blackboard! No one will be able to buy if the price keeps going up. Is there any kind-hearted person willing to sell the stocks you have?" A man wearing a scarf and looking quite knowledgeable tried to dissuade people from the rush to buy, but his voice was unsurprisingly drowned out by the surging waves.

No one wants to be that good Samaritan.

No one is willing to wait.

Even those who had come here with the idea of ​​taking advantage of the opportunity to sell their goods, after seeing the scene being very different from the enthusiasm of yesterday, restrained their eager hands.

No one is willing to give up their chips at this time.

Those who were feeling proud of having sold their shares halfway up the mountain yesterday are now regretting it and blaming themselves for being so stupid.

Mr. Colin's safety concerns not only the fate of the Principality of Colin, but also the fate of the Principality of Campbell. How could the respected Grand Duke Edward let him put himself in danger?

Besides, I heard that Her Highness Irene also missed him.

The clerk sitting on the high stool had his heart pounding, because he bought 1 share yesterday, and it increased tenfold in just one night.

That’s more than a dozen gold coins!

He can't make that much money even if he sits on this high stool for a year! This is too much!

At this moment when the crowd was bustling, a man in a gray coat suddenly squeezed through the crowd and rushed to the door of the tea shop.

He had deep eye bags and his bloodshot pupils were filled with ferocity, just like the evil spirits depicted in the murals of the holy city church.

Unlike other traders, he did not go to the counter, but instead pounced under the high stool next to the window, checking the face of each trader, as if looking for something.

Feeling a little uncomfortable from his presumptuous behavior, people avoided his naked sight.

However, he refused to give in, as if he was crazy, and even reached out to grab other people's shoulders as if he wanted to hug their faces.

"Who is it! Come out! Who bought a hundred shares from me yesterday? Please give it back to me, I am willing to pay double the price!"

That's not the attitude of begging at all, it seems more like coercion.

The loud shouting and noise soon attracted the attention of the gang members who were maintaining order at the scene. Several men in woolen sweaters looked at each other, walked towards him, and held his arms on the left and right.

With his arms held, the man screamed hysterically and twisted his arms desperately to try to break free, but he could not move.

"Let me go! I, I'm not here to cause trouble, I just want to talk to that friend from yesterday! I'm willing to buy it back for 4 times - no, 10 times the price! Please!"

The two men who dragged him away ignored him and dragged him to an alley outside Queens, giving him a severe warning.

Seeing that crazy face finally turn into a trembling one, the villain who was responsible for playing the bad guy also felt a sense of emotion in his heart.

The boss really followed the right person.

It was their first time to rob on the richest street in Thunder City.

Besides, this makes money much faster than robbery.

Not only is it legal, but it also renders the victim speechless.

At the same time, on the street outside the "Red Leaf" tea shop, an old gentleman wrapped in a cashmere coat was making the sign of the cross on his chest and praying devoutly.

"Praise Mr. Colin, praise Saint-Sis..."

Thank God!

The sell order he placed yesterday was not executed, otherwise he would have fainted when passing by here today.

Sure enough, the gods will favor those who have devout faith!

And in the park on the corner of the street, a young man who was almost hit on the head by his cane was holding a newspaper in his hand with a decent smile on his face, completely forgetting the embarrassment of yesterday.

"Sure enough, cognition determines height."

Not far from him, a man in a gray coat was drunk and lying on a bench crying.

His appearance frightened the people around him, and someone soon called the police. Soon several guards came over and dragged him away.

This is Queens, and the guards are always available to respond to your requests. There is no problem of no one being on duty.

Looking at the drunkard who was forcibly taken away by the guards, the young man smiled with a hint of sarcasm and gently turned a page of the newspaper in his hand.

This was a treasure he found this morning when he was looking for a job in the port area. It was called "Thunder City Daily" and seemed to have been published just yesterday.

When he got the newspaper, he found that the gossip he heard from his acquaintances had actually been published on the headlines of the newspaper a long time ago.

At this moment, the latest issue of the newspaper just happened to publish the news that made the whole city boil.

And it was this news that pulled him out of the abyss.

《Mobilization order lifted? Mr. Roxell Colin is suspected to be rescued, Edward Campbell sent a letter to the rear!》

"Sources claim that the Campbell Principality's royal family's rescue of Mr. Colin highlights the royal family's emphasis on cooperation between the Principality of Colin and the two countries will develop closer trade cooperation..."

10 gold coins?

After seeing this news, he had no doubt in his heart that even if the stock price of Colin Mining Company rose to 100 gold coins one day, he would think it was reasonable...

…

On the other side of Queen Street, in the private room of the Morning Embrace Hotel restaurant, two well-dressed gentlemen were sitting at the table toasting their glasses.

One of them is Jack, the famous "Godfather" of the underground street, and the other is Yerevan Carter, the sheriff of Queens.

As the sheriff of Queens, although he has fewer people under him than Adelaide of Silverpine Town, his position is what Adelaide has always dreamed of.

It is precisely for this reason that, with Yerevan's identity and status, there is no need to pay attention to gangsters like Jack. Even if they do, it must be because the latter has done something wrong.

However, things are different now.

As the patron saint of the wealthy people in Thunder City, Yerevan not only took the initiative to toast to this unpresentable guy, but also had a favoring and even flattering smile on his face.

There is no other reason.

He owed this guy a huge favor.

Not only that, with the wealth that this godfather currently possesses and his terrifying network of connections that are suspected to be connected to the Andes family, he can no longer be considered a guy who is not worthy of being in the public eye.

This is also the biggest reason for Yerevan to curry favor with him in return.

"Mr. Jack, my good brother! Thanks to your reminder, otherwise I would have sold all the stocks I held yesterday evening! That would have been the darkest moment in my life!"

When he was about to place a sell order yesterday, a mysterious man stopped him and promised him that everything would be fine if he just waited a few more days.

He was dismissive at first, but the other party soon promised that as long as he promised to stop within three days, if he suffered losses after three days, the godfather would bear all his losses, and if he made a profit, all the money he earned would be his.

Yerevan had never heard of such a good thing, so it readily agreed and even went to meet with the powerful "godfather" and signed a written agreement.

Looking at the Queens sheriff with a flattering look on his face, Jack smiled, took out the document from his arms and gently placed it on the table.

"I think we don't need this thing anymore."

For Yerevan, this is just a trivial handle. It is better to return it to the other party as a favor than to keep it in hand.

Anyway, following the Demon King, he has endless cards to play, so he doesn't need this one.

"Of course! Thank you, I almost forgot about this! I really don't know how to thank you!"

Yerevan took it with surprise, crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket, intending to burn it when he returned home.

Of course he didn't forget, but he was just too embarrassed to ask for it. After all, it was he who proposed to sign the document.

"You're welcome," Jack smiled at the sheriff, admiring his wonderful expression of uneasiness and ecstasy, and then said, "Although this sentence is a bit redundant, I suggest you not to go to the 'Exchange' in the near future. The current price is irrational, and any decision you make may result in missing out on opportunities."

He did not directly tell the other party that the stock would rise. After all, that would be too obvious. Not only would it seem that the favor came too easily, but it would also cause the news to leak out, which would in turn put him, the trader, in a passive position.

However, on the other hand, if he does not give 100% certainty and does not promise that the price will definitely rise, but instead advises the other party to hold on while notifying of the fluctuations, the other party will definitely not dare to use this news to please others.

At that time, no matter whether the other party listened to him or not, or whether he could endure the fear of the decline, in the end they will admire his foresight.

These things were all told to him by the Demon King.

That guy is indeed a devil, and he is the best at playing with people's hearts.

After understanding Jack's hint, Yerevan was stunned at first, then showed a happy expression.

"No! Not at all redundant. I will remember your warning. No one can take the shares of Colin Mining Company away from me! I will pass it on to my son!"

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Jack said with a smile.

"I bet your son will thank you for the huge fortune his father left behind."

Yerevan was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

Maybe he drank too much, he suddenly raised his glass and said with a flushed face.

"Mr. Jack, I am willing to swear to Saint Sith that from now on your affairs are my affairs! As long as you have not offended the nobles, no matter what happened, I can settle it for you."

There was no rush for him to return the favor, Jack said softly.

"Mr. Yerevan, I didn't come to you to ask you to do anything for me. I just admire you as a person and want to make friends with you."

Yerevan laughed.

"You are too polite. Haven't we been friends for a long time?"

Looking at his future protector, Jack smiled happily and raised his glass to clink with him.

"Let's drink to friendship!"

The sheriff's and the devil's servant's wine glasses clinked together, making a crisp and harsh sound.

But at this moment, the citizens of Thunder City are still unaware that their good days are getting closer and closer.

Jack couldn't help but feel emotional as he watched the hotel waiter helping the drunk sheriff to his room upstairs to rest.

As expected of the Demon King.

With just a few gestures, all the citizens of Thunder City became his captives, and he bribed almost everyone without spending a penny.

certainly.

This also includes myself who sold my soul to him long ago.

Looking at the bustling streets outside the window, Jack is becoming more and more curious about what kind of crazy scene he will see next.

As expected, not only Her Royal Highness the Princess, but even His Majesty the King is now involved with that adult...

…

On the other side, Baron Gus's manor.

Irene had a long dream.

In her dream, she defeated the Demon King of Thunder County and became a true hero. Then, under the guidance of Saint Sith, she and Mr. Colin went into hell and defeated the evil demon, bringing true peace to the world...

However, at this moment, a nasty succubus flew over from nowhere.

The guy has a charming face, sometimes like that Sissi, and sometimes vague.

Mr. Colin seemed to have fallen under the spell of the succubus and turned into a toy of that annoying guy, obeying his every word as if he had lost his soul.

Irene was heartbroken, and in grief she used the move named after herself and swung the most powerful sword in her life.

This sword not only shattered hell, but also tore the entire world apart.

Even the rules were erased! Then, she slowly opened her eyes and found that what she was holding in her hand was not a sword, but a corner of a pillow.

Right next to the bed was Archduke Edward sitting upright with his dark face.

“Brother?!” Irene was startled and quickly pulled back the pillow that had hit someone in the face. She apologized guiltily, “Yes, I’m sorry… I just had a nightmare. I hope I didn’t hurt you.”

Fortunately, it wasn't the sword she grabbed.

But then again, with her brother's martial arts skills, it shouldn't be difficult for him to dodge her unintentional attack.

Edward looked at his sister in silence for a long time, and finally sighed.

"Are you awake?"

"Um……"

Irene lowered her head and dared not speak, like a child who had made a mistake and dared not look her brother in the eye.

Looking at Irene with her head down, Edward felt complicated.

After all, they were his relatives. He thought he was cold-blooded enough, but he found that he was not as able to completely abandon human feelings as he imagined.

In the end, all the words in his heart turned into a warning that he picked up and put down gently.

"...Don't do such dangerous things next time."

It's not just the risky behavior of yesterday.

And there is also the previous method of winning people's hearts.

He already believed that Irene was not a truly ambitious person, but even a person without ambition could be coerced by a group of ambitious people and end up being forced to do things against their will.

Just like his stupid brother.

"Sorry..." Irene lowered her head and apologized again.

Edward nodded and said nothing more, but changed the subject in a soothing tone.

"Speaking of which, what on earth did you dream about just now? I heard you kept calling Colin's name."

The moment she heard these words, Irene's face turned red, like a boiling teapot, so hot that it seemed to be spewing steam.

"elder brother!"

Looking at Irene's expression, Edward understood everything, but just smiled.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Just take a good rest. Leave the rest to me."

This may not be a bad thing for him, and of course for her as well.

Edward stood up, looked at Theresa who was standing beside him, and spoke in a majestic tone.

"Look after Irene for me. Please let me know if anything happens."

"yes!"

Theresa saluted respectfully as a knight and watched Archduke Edward leave the room.

The room became quiet again.

After waiting for a long while, a faint voice floated from the bed.

"Theresa..."

Theresa turned her head and looked at Her Royal Highness the Princess lying on the bed and replied softly.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?"

"Did I really shout Colin's name just now?" Irene's face was so red that it was about to bleed, her chin was buried in the quilt, and her voice was as hard to hear as the buzz of a mosquito.

Looking at His Highness's lovely appearance, Theresa couldn't help but smile and said in a joking voice.

"Your Majesty, you were just kidding. You didn't say anything just now, but you suddenly grabbed the pillow and hit him. I was wondering if you were dreaming about the scene when you were practicing swordsmanship."

Now Irene huddled herself into the quilt, as if she wanted to suffocate herself.

Not long after, the curled-up quilt began to make a strange humming sound.

Theresa smiled and shook her head, turned and left the bedroom, closing the door gently.

It seems that Her Highness Irene needs to be alone for a while, so it would be better not to disturb her...

(End of this chapter)